I\'m so fed up, I\'m going to write it out
This is my darkness that I can\'t shout
To live inside an empty shell
Nothing can fill an echoing well
Emotionless in motion
Unable to break free
This mind becomes a prison
That no visitors can come in
Lost within the riddles
Stuck from yester-years
A weight upon my shoulders
Saturated in lakes of tears
The chain around my ankle
No possible way to float
These are the thoughts of a dad
Just missing his children\'s hugs
I do not wish to judge or be judged
I may have more or less than some
But one thing for sure
My darkness is my own
If you struggle with yours
Then we are not alone
Healing is our journey
To do what we need to do
One day I know I\'ll look back
With a deep breath for us all...